Hearing Xiao Xuan's words clearly, Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes widened fiercely.
He stared in disbelief at the handsome little boy before him.
Besides this External Soul Bone, you still had others?
Did you really think soul bones were as common as cabbages?
Deceiving a Titled Douluo's feelings had serious consequences.
Ju Hua Guan was just about to sternly rebuke such behavior.
When something suddenly came to mind.
A year ago, before Xiao Xuan had been taken away by the Pope for secluded training, he had also absorbed an External Soul Bone.
The reason the brat had given back then seemed exactly the same as what he had just said.
They were both supposedly ancestral treasures of the Xiao Clan!
Although anyone with eyes could tell that was absolutely an excuse.
At the very least, it showed that Xiao Xuan certainly had some means of obtaining treasures others only dreamed of.
If he could produce an External Soul Bone, then another ordinary soul bone did not seem particularly surprising.
As for where those things had come from.
Although Chrysanthemum Douluo wanted to investigate, he also knew it was not his place.
Other than Bibi Dong, who would dare ask about such matters?
Fortunately, he was not someone who liked to dwell on things.
As a Titled Douluo, the source was not important at all.
Even if they were treasures swindled, tricked, or stolen from the Upper Three Sects or the royal families of the two great empires.
Once they entered his body, there was absolutely no reason to return them.
With that thought.
Chrysanthemum Douluo immediately became interested.
He swallowed the complaint that had reached his lips, and anticipation appeared on his face.
"Xiao brat, are you saying you're giving it to me?"
"Hurry and take it out. Let me see what